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grand fd - daredevil lyrics

[intro: grand fd]
oooh
he’s the devil, the devil
he’s the devil, the devil
the devil

[verse 1]
i know it’s been a while since i fought back
all these other rappers wanna rep az on the tag
haven’t seen anyone better
only one on attack
ain’t thomas the train
but i’m the best on these tracks
oh
lots of fun but ain’t put up a show
just ’cause i don’t sound like i’m from the studio
started from the bottom, still here
got nothing to show
trying to look for real love
had enough of these hoes

one day ima find myself in a coffin
coughing
to relax the pain that i brought in
if my rhymes expired, every other rap is rotten
if im turning soft, then all you motherfuckers cotton
see myself on the back of a carton
“have you seen this boy?”
no i have not and
i’d like to see him when he’s not faking it
all the haters fade
and all the records, he be breaking it
shaking and
still afraid to be a failure
more afraid of sitting back, pretending to be a stranger
sitting in the back of his dad’s ranger
writing raps to p-ss the time
so easy it’s like his nature

wait for it
i’d hate to be the bait for it
i’d hate to be the one who turned him down when he’d
k!ll for it
on stage
envy greener than the green hornet
then when he spewing threats
dudes running like forrest

[chorus]
ooh
he’s the devil, the devil
the devil, the devil
the devil

[verse 2]
re-
replaying
in his head
how he’d say it
trying to raise the dead
with how hard he would spray it
anything he had to do to win
he would pay it
every bar he possibly could
promised to lay it

looking down the road of insanity
and the road of success
they’re the same d-mn one
and he wants to be the best
he could feel the energy flowing
heart b-mping in his chest (the devil)

all he ever thought about were the dreams
the fame the money
and everything it would bring
he never thought about how it would play out
putting his anger on paper
before he started to shout

and now he wishes he thought it through
whatcha gonna do when they ain’t ready for you?
maybe he got a different mental then the rest of the world
when all he focused on was rap
and cut off all of his girls
maybe he just too advanced for their liking
ain’t blow up yet
waiting patiently like a viking
for his turn
maybe he got to speed up the process
gotta tone it down
instead of feeding the nonsense
gotta get out of his head
and start fighting his conscience
gotta be cautious and gotta be constant
strike strike
one after the other
enough to make any dude nauseous (the devil)
turning into a beast
he was turning monstrous
gotta hide the bottle
‘fore he spills all his contents
no contest
he wants to be the best of the best
no context
wants to blindside everyone
overtake the game
smash it to pieces and oblivion
yeah
he’s the devil, he’s the devil
(the devil)

- grand fd lyrics

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